Where Are The Gypsies When You Need Them?

I spent all morning looking out the front windows hoping a band of Gypsies would wander down my street today.

I had just what they needed, and I hoped that they had what I needed. I was perfectly willing to trade 2 cute, whiny, foul tempered small children for a set of new pots and pans. Not just any posts and pans, they would need to be just the right kind, but you see, I need (well, don't exactly need right now but will soon need) some new pots and pans. What I did not need this morning was whining, crying, fit-throwing, ugly attitude filled children. Fortunately for my children (and for me, I suppose- In most of the world, it's frowned upon when you trade kids for cookware) it appeared there was to be no roving band of Gypsies traveling through our little town this morning.

After several hours of household bliss, I wondered... If we went to the larger neighboring town, would we find the aforementioned Gypsies?

Nope, but we did find Home Depot and got some stuff that Husband needed to finish a project that he started this weekend and was just this short on supplies. After a trip out of the house, a bit of fresh air, and a visit to our beloved Home Depot (Son would spend just about every day there if he had his way!) my cute, loving, happy, fun, silly children were back.

I'm glad the Gypsies didn't travel down our road today. I still need new pots and pans though.